Around 8 PM in the evening, the nightlife for the young people had just begun. The young people on the street were in groups, dressed in high style and beautiful attire, wantonly laughing and making a ruckus on the street.
Ning Xiaoxiao looked at the passing youngsters and her mind went into a daze. She did not know how old these cool and unrestrained people were. They were clearly around the same age, yet she did not have the right to laugh like them at the age of 25.
His own birth, his own growth, his own youth, his own marriage, in the blink of an eye, many of the major events of his life had already passed.
However, Ning Xiaoxiao felt like she was a puppet. She tried her best to play her role onstage and thought that her acting skills were superb enough to win the applause of the audience.
However, he didn't know that the applause belonged to the person holding the thread. In the end, he was still pulled by the rope of fate.
The cold winter had already passed, and the chilly spring wind was exerting its strength, wanting to blow out the vitality of spring. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't blow out the vitality of that destitute woman on the road.
The strong wind blew Ning Xiaoxiao's hair. Ning Xiaoxiao roughly smoothed her hair and pulled her coat tighter.
Ning Xiaoxiao sneezed in the wind. She thought to herself, "This spring breeze is also very snobbish. There are so many people walking on the streets. He doesn't play the mother who is singing nursery rhymes with her daughter. He doesn't play the girl whose boyfriend is listening to music with her. He doesn't play the boy who is laughing with his friends."
On the busy road, a single person had been chosen. He had lost his soul.
After a long screeching sound, a low-key black jeep stopped beside Ning Xiaoxiao. The screeching sound brought Ning Xiaoxiao back to reality.
Ning Xiaoxiao turned to look at the car beside her and sighed before getting into the front passenger seat. The low-key jeep drove through the dark night and soon stopped at a crossroad near the Ning Family residence.
Ning Xiaoxiao got out of the car. The spring breeze blew her hair again. Ning Xiaoxiao waved her hand and the jeep left. She was as low-key as before.
If there was someone on the road who was interested, he would quickly realize that this low-key jeep was not that low-key at all. There were only a few people in An Hai who could use this kind of license plate.
Ning Xiaoxiao slowly walked to the entrance of the Ning Family residence. After a moment of silence, she patted herself on the face. The grievance on the street in front of her was quickly wiped away.
An innocent and cute smile appeared on Ning Xiaoxiao's face. She clenched her hands into fists and cheered herself on.
"Daddy, I'm back!"
Ning Weishan was sitting on the sofa, reading a newspaper. On the TV, there was a boring soap opera. Gu Caifeng was holding a tissue in her hands, crying her heart out.
The moment Ning Xiaoxiao entered the door, she saw such a scene. She could not help but snort coldly in her heart. However, she had been suppressing her emotions this entire time.
He rushed to Ning WeiShan's side, grabbed his arm and called him father tenderly.
Ning Weishan expressionlessly patted the hand Ning Xiaoxiao was holding on his arm. It could be considered a form of greeting to Ning Xiaoxiao.
Once Ning Xiaoxiao entered, Gu Caifeng stopped crying. Ever since Ning Xiaoxiao had bought her clothes, Gu Caihuan had felt that this Ning Xiaoxiao was not simple. However, she could not find a single place that she was not simple at all.
Other than watching soap operas at home, Ning Xiaoxiao was either practicing yoga or playing games. Occasionally, she would go out and return with large bags and small ones. One could tell from one glance that she had been living the life of the second generation.
She didn't reveal any flaws on the surface, but she always felt that Ning Xiaoxiao wasn't an idiot. A woman's sixth sense was always baffling.
Therefore, Gu Caifeng held back in front of Ning Xiaoxiao. She didn't want to reveal her feelings to Ning Xiaoxiao because she didn't want to be the one to cause trouble for their relationship. However, she had to be on guard against Ning Xiaoxiao.
Gu Caile stopped crying and her entire body tensed up. She was wary of herself, so Ning Xiaoxiao naturally knew about it.
"Auntie, did you see something sad?"
Ning Xiaoxiao wore an innocent and innocent face as she looked at Gu Caier with clear eyes.
Gu Caifeng was instantly enveloped in a chill. Being called 'Auntie' by someone who was not a few years younger than her was already very uncomfortable. Now that she saw Ning Xiaoxiao's expression, she felt even more uncomfortable.
"No, no, I was just blindly watching!"
Gu Caile gave Ning Xiaoxiao a casual smile. She didn't want Ning Xiaoxiao to see through her.
"Auntie, you look so cute!"
Ning Xiaoxiao moved her seat next to Gu Caile with a smile on her face, praising her. She slowly moved to the side, replying with a smirk that didn't quite reach her face.
However, Ning Xiaoxiao did not take Gu Caihuan's perfunctory attitude seriously at all. She began to enthusiastically discuss the situation with her.
"This little sister is too pitiful!" Ning Xiaoxiao started to shed tears.
Gu Caifeng was usually very happy when she watched soap operas. It was only today when Ning Xiaoxiao was by her side that she felt uneasy.
"Xiaoxiao, take a look first. I'm tired of going upstairs!"
Gu Caifeng abruptly stood up and frantically went upstairs. Ning Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa and stared at her back until she disappeared down the stairs.
"Dad, I feel like Auntie doesn't like me!"
Ning Xiaoxiao pouted as she looked at Ning Weishan. She placed both her hands on her legs and twisted them together, indicating that she was feeling wronged. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Sigh …"
When Ning Weishan heard Ning Xiaoxiao's coquettish voice, he let out a long sigh. He had heard the conversation between Xiao Xiao and Gu Caifeng, so how could he not be clear about her attitude towards Ning Xiaoxiao?
However, he could only sigh. His daughter and daughter-in-law were about the same age, and both of them weren't easy targets. He had been running the mall for so many years, but he didn't know what to do with his stepmother's relationship with his daughter.
Ning Weishan could only put away the newspaper in his hand and stroke Ning Xiaoxiao's hair.
"Your aunt is still too young! Dad is also going upstairs! "
Ning Xiaoxiao maintained her calm expression until the sound of Ning Weishan's door closing came from the second floor. Only then did the tears in Ning Xiaoxiao's eyes slowly disappear, and her face returned to normal.
She just wanted to test this woman's status in Ning Weishan's heart. She didn't expect that this test would produce something interesting. It seemed that Ning Weishan had been tricked.
A chilling smile slowly appeared on Ning Xiaoxiao's face. As long as it was something that Ning Weishan cared about, things would be much easier. She was most afraid of something that Ning Weishan did not care about.
"Old master, is Young Master really not going to bring Xiaoxiao home?"
When there was no Ning Xiaoxiao, Gu Caile was the mistress of the house and held the majority of power. Ever since Ning Xiaoxiao had returned home, she had felt that she was being suppressed by Ning Xiaoxiao.